Wednesday, March 25, 2009

girl: why are you ALWAYS so nice and somewhat sweet?boy: Why do you say that?girl: I don't know. Everyone notices it.boy:.....girl: you can tell me. I just wanna know. You seem different...boy: what would you do if you knew you were going to die tomorrow?girl: Um, I don't know... probably tell everyone that I REALLY care about them today, and spend time with them and be nice to everybody...why?boy: I used to be in a gang. I didn't know if I was going to die the next day or that night. Long story short I realized that I didn't want to live every day like I did. So I got out... and I don't know if I'm goin to die tomorrow, tonight, or the day after, but I want no regrets.girl:......boy: I'm happy with life though. You should be too.girl: I see now. I understand why your so different...boy: :) It's God, Lily, He changed me. Tomorrow might not come. So live every day like it's your last.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Late one night a father received the one phone call that parents dread the most, the one we all pray never comes.

It was the highway patrol. A vehicle carrying four teenagers had spun out of control at high speed and rammed into a barrier. All the passengers had been killed. The officer on the phone said, “We believe your daughter may have been on of the victims.”Ashen-faced, the father drove to the hospital it identify the body of his beautiful girl, snuffed out in the prime of life. As he sat there in the emergency room with his head in his hands, grieving and shocked, he heard a police officer mention that alcohol was probably the culprit in this accident. Several broken whiskey bottles had been found in the wreckage beside the mangled bodies.Now the father had a focus for his frenzied anguish. He rose up in a rage and threatened to kill whoever had provided the four young people with liquor. He would find the guilty party, whatever it took!Back home, overwhelmed by grief and rage, he stumbled into the kitchen and opened the cupboard where he kept his own supply of alcohol. There he found a note in his daughter’s handwriting. His heart leaped to his throat. The note read, “Dad, we’re taking along some of your liquor – I know you won’t mind”. The people around us adsorb how we live much more than what we say. Our lifestyle influences them more than our words. Our walk impacts them more than our talk. When our life is consistent with our words, it makes a difference in the lives of other. Jesus’ words had such an impact because His teachings were consistent with how He lived. His life matched His words, the crowds could utter, “No man ever spoke like this man!” (John 7:46) because there was never a man who lived like He lived. There was no gap between what Jesus said and how He lived. Skeptics may debate an idea, but they cannot deny God’s power in the awesome testimony of a changed life. When those closest to us see Christ’s love revealed in all our actions, they too will stand in awe of how great He is.

Monday, March 23, 2009

There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind.She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.

He asked her,' Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.

Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'

This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

He who upholds the unnumbered worlds throughout immensity, at the same time cares for the wants of the little brown sparrow that sings its humble song without fear. When men go forth to their daily toil, as when they engage in prayer; when they lie down at night, and when they rise in the morning; when the reach man feasts in his palace, or when the poor man gathers his children about the scanty board, each is tenderly watched by the heavenly Father. No tears are shed that God does not notice. There is no smile that He does not mark.

On the way to Sweden Medical Missionary school for 2 months....soon on the way to Netherlands to Medical Missionary school for 9 months:) Looking forward for that!!Going more in deep with massage, hydrotherapy, psychology, anatomy, vegan cooking etc. studying.

Method

Place the burghul and salt in a large heatproof bowl. Pour over the boiling water and cover with plastic wrap. Set aside for 30 minutes or until burghul doubles in size and liquid is absorbed.

Combine oil and lemon juice in a jug. Pour over burghul mixture and stir until combined. Add tomato, onion, capsicum, shallots and parsley. Gently stir until combined. Taste and season with salt and pepper.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Blenderize all but the cold water, to a cream. Add the cold water while it is still blending. Chill or serve at once. For carob milk, just add: 3 tbsp carob flour, ½ tsp vanilla and a little more honey.